“Are you done yet?” Your best friend was tired of waiting for you to finish touching up your makeup. You playfully rolled your eyes at him and laughed.
“I need to cover up all the ugly.” He scoffed. He took the lipstick out of your hand and grabbed your makeup bag out of your lap. “Hey! Give that back!” He threw your makeup bag on the back seat and took the keys out of the ignition. You looked in the car mirror and your lipstick was smeared onto your cheek. “Tom! Look what you did!”
“Come on.” You had your arms crossed, giving him what you would call a ‘death glare.’ “Let’s go. Before it gets too busy and there won’t be any bread left.” You quickly fixed the smeared lipstick and hopped out of the car. You mumbled, mocking him. “What was that?”
“Oh, nothing.” You smirked. “Just know that your a little shit and I’ll get you back for what you did.” He gasped and placed his hand on his chest.
“Me?” His voice was laced with playful sarcasm. You stuck your tongue out at him. “Don’t stick your tongue out at me.”
“Or what?” He gave you the death glare. You stuck your tongue out again and took off through the parking lot. He was on your heels in an instant, and as soon as you made it through the doors he grabbed you. You yelped and attempted to get away, but he picked you up and gently placed you in a grocery cart. “Tom! Why did you put me in a cart?”
“Because you are a small child. And small children must sit in a cart.” He booped your nose and pushed the cart along. You gave him a pouty face, and crossed your arms. Tom pushed you down the toothpaste aisle and stopped at the mouthwash. He handed you a big bottle of mouthwash. “Here. You need this.” He let out a big chuckle at the pouty face you still gave him. You hopped out of the cart and punched him in his bicep. “Ow!” You gave a big smirk. “What was that for?” He reached out to grab you, but you took off running. “Hey! Where are you going?” Tom bounded after you and left the cart behind. “Get back here!” You ran down to the pet food aisle and hid with the dog food. Tom came down the same aisle and walked right passed you. As soon as Tom was out of sight you snuck your way towards the outside garden, but when you turned the corner you ran right into a large body.
“Oh my goodness!” You looked up to a familiar face. He seemed to look as if he knew you as well.
“(Y/N)?” The attractive man collided your bodies together in a big bear hug. He separated your bodies with a giddy smile. “You don’t know who I am, do you?” You shook your head. “Ah, well this is awkward.” You gave him a polite smile and took a small step back, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “I’m Danny. Danny Duncan.” Oh, you knew him alright.“We had biology together Junior year of high school. We had to make an edible plant cell, so we baked a cake and we got covered in flour because you…” You knew exactly who he was.
“(Y/N)! Are you okay?” Danny’s face came into view after the cloud of flour died down and held out a hand to help you up. Was he laughing at your clumsiness? How dare he.
“Yeah, I’m alright.” You took his hand and he guided you up off the floor. “Let’s just get this cake in the oven already.” You poured the batter into the rectangular cake pan and handed it to Danny to put in the oven. After Danny placed the cake in the oven, he turned to you with a big smile and flour on face and in his luscious eyelashes. You giggled at the man.
“What?” You began to laugh even more. “What? What’s so funny?” All you could do was point at his face and hold your stomach. He picked up a spoon and used it as a mirror. “Oh.”He started laughing at himself. “But it’s not that funny. At least not as funny as this.” He took a spoonful of icing and flicked it at you. You gasped. Now there was icing across your face and chest. And let’s not forget in your hair.
“How dare you!” Now Danny was holding his stomach, laughing. As Danny’s laughing finally stopped he looked at you with intense eyes. “What?” He glanced at your lips, and back to your eyes. He slowly guided you by your arms closer to him. He stared down at your lips covered in icing, and looked to you for permission. You were stunned when Danny’s lips crashed into yours. He sucked at your lips to get the icing off, and pulled your bottom lip with his teeth. He opened his eyes to a very flustered face, still covered in flour and icing. You suddenly had a rush of adrenaline, and wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him back to your lips. Danny’s arms snaked around your hips and down to your thighs. He lifted you up and sat you on the island counter, as he began kissing down your neck. Danny tugged at the hem of your shirt, and you lifted your arms so he could glide it off your body. Danny threw your shirt, and took off his. You wrapped your arms back around him and your legs around his waist. He lifted you back up and took you to the couch, laying you down without removing his lips. His hands slid down to your jeans, undid the button and zipper, and pushed them down your legs and off your feet. Danny kissed your cheekbone to under your ear, then down your neck and chest. He began to slide your bra strap down your shoulder as he lapped at the top of your breast. Before he could take off your bra, you began to smell something burning. What would be burning? The cake! “Oh shit! The cake!” you told him. Danny hopped off you and ran into the kitchen.
“Oh shit!” He looked over at you, as you put your shirt back on. “We burnt the cake.” You both began to giggle and put your clothes back on. “I guess we’ll continue this later.” He said as he caressed your cheek. You began to start a new cake batter for your project, but what you did not know, was Danny already had a girlfriend. You found out the day you presented your project. She came up to him and kissed him for doing such a good job.
